I like the sounds of the new place. I think they're amplified in just the right way. I'm actually lower than my last apartment, but I feel like I'm above everyone else, with my picture windows, looking over the corner. There's a cleaners, a dental office, and a flower shop, but enough people walking their dogs and babies that there's ( Read more... )

     ...And all of a sudden everything is green. The trees that have been dead all winter are full of the young shades of green; the dark purple-light purple-white lilacs in the alley are all blooming. It's been a rough winter. Some of the trees will never come back. I was partly hoping the one out back that I think I'm allergic to would have to be ( Read more... )

    Everyone in my life is bisexual, and I love it.

    Did I just upload a new userpic after 15 or so years?! What?? I'm getting with the times. Sort of ( Read more... )

    It's not quite there yet, but I'm starting to feel it. It's still supposed to be a high of 90 this afternoon, like this whole summer has been (I left a whole state for this, I keep telling people...) but it's getting better. I've shut off the window AC, but not shut it down, which is also partially because of the passive aggressive arguement I ( Read more... )

    I am incredibly happy right now.

    The tree outside of the bakery is starting to fade to a pale yellow brown, and as I've been driving around, I've noticed a few other colors shifting. It's finally not hot as hell all day long, and it's getting drier. Sergei wore his hoodie when I drove him to work this morning ( Read more... )

    Don't get me wrong; I love my job. I don't even mind the 4 am part. What's wearing on me now is seeing Sergei as exhausted as he is, working 6 days a week, and sometimes his computer gig in addition, all graveyards. No matter what, graveyards fuck you over. They're not normal hours. They make you batty. And working all of them, with barely a ( Read more... )

    I finally feel like I'm done with all the chores I planned on doing today, which seemed to drag out terribly. That's my own doing. I really wasn't feeling it at all today, but I have this nagging in my conscious (yes, it may actually be a 'conscious' thing), that I must keep the house clean or I will disappoint my roommates and myself. It's not ( Read more... )

    Of all of the fucked up things that I've been involved in, and that I've witnessed, this is the worst. It's the worst, because I love him, because I believe he's a wonderful person, who loves me. And yet, here we are. And it's fucked up. He's my partner, and he's so far away.